Xian Yutong, who had returned to the Void Galaxy, felt that his Dao heart had stabilized again, and at this time, any negative emotions in his heart slowly ceased to appear.

Looking at the huge planet above him, Xian Yutong smiled and said: "I have reached the extreme of martial arts now, although I am similar to an immortal, but there is no reason to continue to cultivate in the future, I can't continue to accumulate skills, right? It's time to start going to the higher planet...... These are the best in the world, and I have to be ready to go again. ”

Xian Yutong's heart moved, and two faint figures flew out of his martial arts planet and merged into his body, which was the true meaning of Zhuo Bufan and Ma Guangzuo's martial arts.

Xian Yutong instantly absorbed the true intent of the two martial arts, and felt that some changes slowly occurred in his body.

Whether it is cultivating immortal law or supreme martial arts, if you want to go higher, you must have a good foundation.

Taoism will refine and refine qi, refine the spirit and return to the void, Xian Yutong feels that this is his next development direction.

Ma Guangzuo's martial arts true meaning is the outer door divine skill, the divine power is inadequate, that is the peak of the essence blood to reach the ceiling, Zhuo Bufan's martial arts is the strongest of the three, the true meaning of martial arts is the invisible qi sword, the divine sword is invincible, that is the peak of the qi practice has reached the ceiling, Xian Yutong itself is close to the peak, and more importantly, he has been secretly practicing the "soul Dafa" and "contemplation thought" after the sword discussion in Huashan, plus the fusion of the minds of the three worlds, the divine soul has also reached the peak of the ceiling.

Now Xian Yu generalist can be regarded as revealing the most real and core strength, his essence and spirit have reached the peak, and his mind and mind will merge with each other as soon as he moves, and his ears will listen to the blood and essence of the body rushing and rubbing, and the thoughts in his brain are like breathing according to a special rhythm of continuous contraction and expansion.

After a long time, Xian Yutong suddenly opened his eyes, looking like he was between twenty and forty years old, and his appearance was blurry, as if it was covered with a layer of clouds.

Xian Yutong's originally leisurely and elegant temperament has become ethereal, like an imaginary image.

The essence and spirit in the body are merged into one, and it has become a kind of true qi that can be controlled at will.

In Xian Yutong's mind, three splendid immortal flowers gradually bloomed, the middle one is golden, the left side is white, and the right side is black, these three flowers represent Xian Yutong's divine energy essence has been cultivated to the peak level, according to the description of Daozang cultivation, it has become the level of human immortals and even land immortals.

Until now, Xian Yutong knew that he had completely surpassed ordinary life, and his strength was not known to be many times higher than that of martial arts, so he applauded and sang: "The unpredictable magic is the human heart, the invincible sword is the killing weapon, and the divine power is not the ship's footing, and look at my god-man meritlessness, and the achievement of the supreme fruit industry......"

As soon as the song ended, Xian Yutong turned into a golden brilliance and disappeared.

At the same time, a white sword light flew out from his "Martial Arts Planet" and disappeared into the vast stars.

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On a planet, here are green trees and red flowers, and in the Central Plains of the Eastern Continent, there is the most powerful dynasty of this era, the Shang.

Now it is the reign of the twenty-eighth prince of the Shang Dynasty, he has been on the throne for ten years, and he has been indulging in the wine pond meat forest with the demon queen Daji all day long, and even tyranny, perverse behavior, the leaders of Li Min and Qianqian under the rule of the Great Shang are miserable, and they say to each other in private: "Why hasn't the sun set? Let him go out!"

On the top of the Lingshan Mountain a few miles away from Chaoge City, it is the religious holy place where the monarch of the Shang Dynasty worships the heavens, and it is also the place where the high priest guards the dragon turtle of the town country, and the dragon turtle that has been safely and steadily guarding the fortune of the Great Shang for 600 years suddenly struggled and wailed on this morning, and the cry of pain was earth-shattering.

The high priest rushed to hear the news with a human bone staff, and tried his best to alleviate the pain of the dragon tortoise, let alone make the dragon tortoise better.

In the end, the dragon turtle struggled for seven days and seven nights, and then was covered in blood.

The high priest used the "Huitian Dafa" to try to reverse the fortunes of the country, but in the end it failed, and the dragon turtle shattered into slag and died.

At the moment when the dragon turtle died, the few peerless masters in heaven and earth were all shaken, and then they looked up at the brilliant starry sky.

Sure enough, seeing that the Ziwei Emperor Star was dim, but there was purple qi in the western sky, everyone secretly said in their hearts: The Emperor Star has descended, and the number of great business qi has been exhausted......

At the same time, Xibohou Ji Chang, who was far away in Xiqi, was pleasantly surprised, it turned out that his second son "Ji Fa", who had been in his wife's womb for three years, was born when the purple qi in the northwest first appeared.

This Ji knew about it, and said out loud: "Mom!"

Lady Xibohou and her cronies Bai Xue were pleasantly surprised.

Ji Chang had already calculated that Ji Fa had the life of the Ninety-Nine Supreme, holding the ruby that had just been taken out of the child's mouth, and his mood was uncertain.

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After more than 30 days, Ji Chang was in the study and Li, Shuerxiang, Le, and Shoot two generals to discuss the "Jiuding Yin and Yang Shifting Strange Method" to change Ji Fa's life to the "Ninety-Five Honor" of the Lord of Humanity, when he suddenly heard someone outside the door shouting to report.

"Master Hou! There was a man in a green robe from outside the mansion, saying that it was the sword god Zhuo Bufan, and he ...... He held in his hand the head of the Great Guardian Demon Brother in front of the Imperial Song and said...... Said he wanted to see Master Hou!"

Ji Chang was shocked when he heard this, glanced at each other with the number, hurriedly surveyed with divination, and then frowned: "I saw that Chaoge has already sent someone here......"

Shuxiang said: "The second son is so fateful, it is a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh of some people, that demon brother must be here to be unfavorable to the second son, this Mr. Zhuo killed him and came to visit, it should be a friend but not an enemy!"

Ji Chang nodded and said, "The Sword God is extraordinary, such a name must be extraordinary, the four of you will go with me to greet you!"

Ji Chang got up and tidied up his clothes, and then walked out quickly with the four generals.

When I walked to the door of the mansion, I saw a tall and thin handsome man standing as tall as a sword, only to see his black beard fluttering on his chest, his eyes were restrained, at first glance he looked forty or fifty years old, but at a closer look he looked like he was twenty or thirty years old, which made people know at first sight that he was not an extraordinary person.

Ji Chang stepped forward and bowed his hand and said, "Ji Chang, a disciple of the Guangcheng Immortal Sect, has seen His Excellency the Sword God. ”

A black shadow flew in, and Ji Chang held it up in the air with his innate Qiankun Gang Qi, but he saw that it was the head of a young man with a hideous face, and his appearance was vaguely similar to that of the general and the demon handsome in the court.

But seeing Zhuo Bufan, he said lightly: "This kid confused the maid of the Hou Mansion on the street with the soul dementor demon method of collecting yin and supplementing yang, and that girl was almost poisoned, and I cut it down when I saw it." ”

Ji Chang hurriedly thanked him, Zhuo Bufan waved his hand, looked at Ji Chang with his eyes like a sword, and asked: "The number of big business is exhausted, Xiqi is prosperous, Zhuo Bufan, the head of this Huashan, learned that the Son of Heaven was born in Xibohou Mansion, so he came to see him, Ji Fa suffered a lot of hardships, Xibohou can be ready?"

Ji Chang bowed and said, "Mr. Zhuo also asked the house to talk about it." ”

Half an hour later, in the study room of Xibohou's mansion, after everyone saw the salute, Ji Chang also thanked him for a long time, and Zhuo Bufan said the question outside the door again.

Ji Chang pondered for a long time and said: "The number of great business qi has been exhausted, and the emperor star has descended on Xiqi, although this is the destiny of heaven, how can you not do it reluctantly?"

"Mr. Zhuo came to help, and he came hundreds of miles away, dare to ask what he commanded?"

Zhuo Bufan smiled lightly and said, "Naturally, I want to be an emperor......

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Two-dimensional above the earth

On the easternmost continent, there is a towering tree here, thousands of meters high, emitting divine light, so that under the tree are 100,000 civilians who look up at it before going to bed and feel extremely at ease.

The samurai continued to kill civilians on this continent for many years, and the civilians lived very hard, but there was a huge temple under the Pillar of Heaven Sacred Tree, called the "Temple of Fire".

There is a princess in the temple, she has been protecting the people, the common people worship her, and she is very kind and benevolent, only when there is no one will greedily look at the fruit that is about to ripen in the depths of the leafy leaves of the sacred tree.

He muttered, "Soon, soon!"

Then he frowned, "Who is that old man? He is also eyeing the Divine Tree Fruit? It seems that I am going to be ready to do it!"

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In the depths of the mountains directly south of the Temple of Fire, there is a toad who is born to use chakra and psychic and wears a necklace with the word "oil" around his neck, meditating and cultivating.

Suddenly, the sound of gold and stone clashing slowly approached, and the toad suddenly opened its eyes and looked ahead, and a white-haired old man walked in, and the iron rod in his hand was wrapped around the nasty white snake.

Looking at Toad Pill's breathing and posture of cultivation, the white-haired old man's two cloudy eyes lit up, and he actually swallowed out a breathtaking essence, which made Toad Pill feel worried in his heart, and the white snake also hung down its triangular head.

After a while, I saw the old man say with a kind face: "Little toad, toad skills are not practiced by you like this......"

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On the Magic Earth

A thousand miles south of Ironforge in Azeroth is a huge mountain called Red Ridge Mountain, and in the middle of Red Ridge is a huge volcano, and the huge valley below the volcano is inhabited by tens of thousands of Black Iron Tribe dwarves, who have built a black stone tower and relied on the god-like fire demon Ragnaros to make a living.

After King Thorisen was killed by Lord Flame Demon, all the dwarves of the Black Iron Tribe lost their backbone, and they no longer had the ambition and ambition to conquer the world, and only the only thing left was to serve the Great and Small Fire Demons.

In the corner of the abyss of the black stone, there is a house made of black stone, in which sleeps a thin and short dwarf, less than a meter.

The dwarf wrapped his head in gauze, and looked at the injury, he was Chinese New Year's Eve years old, and he had just reached adulthood among the dwarves who often lived hundreds of years.

Although he had just come of age, this little man already had a thick beard sixty or seventy centimeters long on his chest, and his black and brown beard made him very proud of it, who had always felt inferior because of his thin stature.

This little dwarf suddenly fell down the day before yesterday when he was carrying ore for Lord Flame Demon, and was hit in the head by a box of ore weighing hundreds of catties, but fortunately, the dwarf clan was strong and durable, so he did not die on the spot.

was rescued by the clansmen and wrapped Baotou indiscriminately, and the fatherless and motherless dwarf was thrown into a cold room to suffer.

Finally, he was sick for a few days and died, and no one came to see him after a day of death, and obviously no one took him to heart.

After a few hours in the blink of an eye, the dead dwarf suddenly breathed, suddenly turned over and got up, and said in a language that was not available on the Azeroth Continent: "Master, Master, Huh? Where is this? Didn't I follow Master and his old man to shatter the void? Could it be that this is the fairy world?"

After looking at it for a long time, he saw that the furniture of the house here was very short, and the dwarf looked down at his body again, felt a pain in his head, and said, "Fuck! This is not the fairy world, I am possessed by someone." ”

After half an hour, the dwarf inherited the thin and pitiful memories of his predecessor, and figured out his own situation, he pondered for a while, and sighed: "This world is really big, the history is also magnificent, all kinds of races are also Xili eccentric, my body is called a dwarf, hey, damn it, the dwarf is actually a race with natural divine power, isn't this just suitable for me to return to my old business and practice the outer sect magic skills?"

After thinking for a long time, the dwarf only felt a sharp pain in his head, so he hurriedly sat cross-legged and meditated, breathing slowly according to the healing guide of the "Supreme Yoga Tantra", and after an hour, he really felt that the pain in his head was greatly reduced, leaving only a slight pain of soreness and numbness.

The dwarf laughed and said: "My old Fan is really blessed and fateful, and he can follow the master to this fairy and demon world, so what kind of dragon fire demon must be a goblin, hey, master, his old man?"

It turned out that this dwarf was the reborn Fan Yiweng.

Fan Yiweng rushed over and cried because he couldn't accept Ma Guangzuo's ascension, his cultivation of internal strength was in the same vein as Ma Guangzuo's, and his emotional power operated automatically, and he actually absorbed the pure internal force scattered in the air before Ma Guangzuo's ascension into his body, and then added that this world was no longer manipulated by people with a thousand faces.

Fan Yiweng actually flew away with the help of Ma Guangzuo's internal force and intention.

It's just that Fan Yiweng's strength is far from the level of ascension, so he passed out in a coma after this ascension, and in a daze, he actually drifted to the magic world, one of the seven worlds, and was successfully reborn in a young dwarf, which shows that after Ma Guangzuo became the master of the world, he became a person with deep fortune.

Fan Yiweng eats some dry food every day, drinks a few sips of water, and spends most of his time on practicing "Supreme Yoga Tantra".

In three days, his injuries were healed, and then after he went out to show his face, he was caught by Xiao Yanmo to work.

Fan Yiweng was powerless to resist at this time, so he could only practice the breathing method of "Supreme Yoga Tantra" while working.

In the evening, when he returned to his room, Fan Yiweng began to practice the three divine skills of Shakya, Vajra Demon Subduing Divine Power, and Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong.

Time flies, half a year has passed.

Fan Yiweng still looked a little thin, but he relied on the dwarf's physical talent and the cultivation experience of his previous life, at this time, Shakya Elephant Throwing Gong had been practiced to the fourth level, and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong had also been practiced to the first two levels.

However, Fan Yiweng also secretly tried it in the dead of night when no one was around, his strength was already two thousand catties, if he held a big hammer for dwarves, even a lion and tiger could be easily killed, and his martial arts had reached the level of being a second-rate good player.

Fan Yiweng was also a peerless master before he crossed over, and he was considered a generation of grandmasters, and his vision was extraordinary.

He saw that there were few people in the dwarves in this canyon who could fight with him, and the leaders of those tribes were only very strong and had mastered some anger and combat skills, so they were respected as warriors.

However, their rough combat skills are indeed child's play in Fan Yiweng's eyes, but there are two people in this Black Iron Tribe who really make Fan Yiweng jealous.

One is Dagran Sorisen, the son of the boss king, who was already a powerful warrior, and now he has learned fire magic and created his own flame combat skills, Fan Yiweng asked himself if he was no match for Shakya before he practiced the elephant throwing skill.

The second is the old mage Orleans in the clan, he is an elder, and he is proficient in the magic of summoning monsters and flames, Fan Yiweng is not only afraid of these flame goblins called fire demons, but he is most afraid of this old mage.

Fan Yiweng listened to the teaching of his master Ma Guangzuo, without great fortune, ability, and platform, if he wants to earn a family business with his own hands and a large part of the world, he can only rely on twelve words "Carry it clearly, endure it, see it accurately, and do it thoroughly!"

Fan Yiweng felt that this was a golden and jade good word, he relied on these twelve words to analyze his own situation, and then pretended to be a slave as if nothing happened, eating and waiting for death every day, secretly cultivating divine skills, just waiting for the divine skills to be successful, and then find an opportunity to knock out the head of Dagran Sorisen, who helped the fire demon scourge his fellow clansmen!

Then kill a few little fire demons to vent their anger.

As for the god-like King of the Flame Demon, Fan Yiweng still didn't dare to think about the idea of subduing demons and eliminating demons, he just wanted to escape from here after killing Dagran Sorison, find the master and his old man, and then continue to follow him to cultivate, become an immortal as soon as possible, and then turn around and extinguish the demon fire of the King of Flame Demons!